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January 2012

You know I’m sad and all of our friends that got to experience your friendship are sad that you’re gone but you know what?

I’m pretty sure that what we all shared was special. That brotherhood of intense friendship and living life to the fullest and squeezing every last ounce of what life had to offer. Ricky was everyone’s friend, he was a natural born leader and where he led we were all sure to have the best of times.

I could never have dreamed of a tighter crew, always there for each other, always pursuing the fruit of life, laughter and fun.

They can’t take those things from us. They could take your body but you imparted that spirit in all of us. The spirit and will to pursue the fun in life. I’m sure we’ll all agree that that spirit will live on in us as a testament to what we all had in our youth and that we learned from the leader of the pack, the elder statesman- Ricky.

What I’d give for one more game of volleyball with the steak tips on the grill. One more rip around the Cape on the Mako, one more EPIC 3rd of July party with The Catalina’s wailing away- “My Heart Don’t Feel Too Safe I Need Protection!”, “Fire In The Hole!”, one More Fiesta “Slice! you ruined my “shirt!, one more run into Boston at 11:30PM because we could catch last call, one more reggae concert at Hammond Castle, one more overnighter on the back side of Cranes, one more dinner at The Columbia House, one more spring training game “Nomar’s Bettah!”, one more Sunday watching football with the fire stoked in the room overlooking the breakwater, one more guys trip.

Oh what I’d give. We lived it-all of us brothers, and even if those things never happen again they can never take those memories from us- when we were kings.

Love you man
And to all my other brothers and you know who you are, I Love You Too

The spirit will never die

“I think I see a rainbow people” (those of you who get that reference I’m sure you’re smiling through your tears)

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The Infamous One Found this courtesy the Archives At The Cape Ann Museum. It was listed in The Atlantic Fisherman, April,1941

As I’ve said at least a hundred times now, if you haven’t gone to the Cape Ann Museum whether you’re a resident or Gloucester lover who visits you are missing out on a literal TREASURE TROVE OF GLOUCESTER LOVER ARTIFACTS. You probably drive past the Cape Ann Museum a dozen times a week.

Trust me head downstairs once you get there and ask for The Infamous Fred Buck. Ask him about a piece of old Gloucester you are interested in. I bet you dollars to donuts he digs something up for you!

Ben Curcuru was our Great Grandfather and the man my father Benjamin Liborio (Libby) Ciaramitaro was named after. Pictured are Benny Curcuru(great Grandfather to a ton of cousins in Gloucester and our Great Grandmother Josephine.

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My brother Rick has passed away. I am trying hard to hold it together. Sorry I can’t call/talk right now. Please share the word and monitor www.richardkaloustmemorial.com for updates. Please send around because I do not have everyone’s email address.

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After a lifetime of collecting, studying, admiring and climbing on rocks, I have made an exciting petrologic discovery that answers that nagging, ages old question, especially in New England: “Why do rocks seem to multiply and grow?” I have discovered that rocks, like turtles, hatch from shells. In the photos here you can see some of them in the process of emerging from their shells. Also, rocks grow, and like snakes they shed their skin as they grow. You can also see some of the more mature rocks here shedding their skin.

Rocks mate in the spring and the young hatch in the winter when the cold speeds up their metabolism, after varying lengths of gestation periods depending upon the type of rock (whether igneous, sedimentary, or metamorphic), ranging from 10 to 100 years. That is why we have more rocks in New England than Florida, for example, where it is warmer year round. Of course there are rocks everywhere because we had an ice age about 20,000 years ago, which resulted in an explosive birth rate of rock populations around the globe. Since that time however, the warmer climates have lost and not been able to replace their rock populations, which are now mostly sand, while we in the Northeast always have plenty of fresh new rocks to move around, and build stonewalls, foundations and gardens with. Cape Ann seems to have the ideal climate for rock propegation and growth.

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‘Orange Sovereign’ has given us a second stalk, and it too, is laden with gorgeous, satiny buds.

Bulb-buying tip: Upon seeing the second stalk, a friend visiting our home last week remarked that the amaryllis she purchases at the supermarket typically only have a few flowerheads and rarely a second stalk. I recommend purchasing Hippeastrum (amaryllis) bulbs in the fall, through local nurseries and bulb suppliers. Select the plumpest and firmest bulb available. The supermarket bulbs are usually boxed and pre-packaged, which doesn’t allow the opportunity to inspect the bulb. Both Corliss Bros. and Wolf Hill carry a great selection of Hippeastrum bulbs.

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Prime Rib Specials!
Wednesdays Only!Hello everyone!Wednesday, January 11th
Special Guest: SASQUATCH!In music as well as in life, this man has captured his own
personal hold on Cape Ann’s cultural history. He has written
a mini-catalog of moving songs of the sea, including the
unforgettable anthem: “Wrapped in the Arms of Gloucester”.
It is my honor to bring Paul Cohan, a.k.a. SASQUATCH back
to the Rhumb Line once again. ~ Fly

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Well, this could be the best show we’ve ever put on. Somehow, world-famous Gordon “Sax” Beadle has been kind enough to grace our stage. This is a once- a-year (or less) event. Gordie is the wildest, gooiest sub-atomic purveyor of the frantic r&b style that we all know and love. The last time he was here, I had to get my fillings replaced. This guy is guaranteed to melt the elastic in your shorts. You snooze, you lose.
But wait! There’s more! At no extra cost to anyone, I’m throwing in Mr. Mark Earley, tenor and barium saxist xtroidinaire. Mark and Gordie are gonna play foozeball with their axes all night long! Pinning them down wherever possible will be that diaphanous drummmbler and Serutan® spokesmodel Mr. Edd Scheer. Of course, Mr. Greg T. and myself will be there offering first aid to anyone who needs it. Come early and stay late.
And for you folks in the joint replacement crowd, don’t forget next Monday there’s a free show at The Rose Baker Senior Center. From 1 till 3, the Good Old Salty Jazz Band performs your favorite hits from the 1920’s and 1930’s. Come dance to the boogie beat. You can even request a polka!

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Every month, a group of clergy from the region meet to discuss various issues of interest to all people of faith and the community in general (such as the Grace Center day shelter for the homeless). I was unaware of the time of the meeting yesterday, but I ran into it by a fortuitous coincidence, and asked someone to take a group photo with my iPhone. I think it’s great we have this kind of ecumenical / interfaith communication, and I hope to get more involved in it myself.

Those in attendance were, from left to right (titles like “Rev.” omitted, because I’m not sure who likes which title, or who wants none at all):

Dog Bar Breakwater extends nearly half a mile from the tip of Eastern Point across the entrance to Gloucester Harbor. It not only shelters the harbor, but also covers the treacherous Dog Bar Reef, for which it is named. Construction by the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers began in 1894 and continued until December 1905. The foundation of the structure is granite rubble taken from Cape Ann quarries, and is capped by 12 ton granite blocks supplied by the Cheves Granite Company of Rockport. A total of 231,760 tons of granite were used to build the breakwater. A small tower lighthouse marks it’s outermost extremity.

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As long as supplies last if any GMG folks want a bumper sticker but can't drop down the dock, just send a self addressed and stamped envelope longer then 7 and a half inches and I'll drop one in the mail for you.

Send the self addressed and stamped envelope to the dock at 95 East Main St Gloucester Ma 01930 care of Joey (put my name in big letters to make sure it gets to me)